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Hydra	By : Rosids Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male > Yusuke/Kuwabara Views: 2413 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The next six months were the best of Kuwabara’s life. Although every kiss, every embrace that leaned towards tenderness from Yuusuke caused Kuwabara twinges of guilt. Vague, self-deprecating worries that he was somehow stealing Yuusuke away from Keiko’s memory. He was also preoccupied with the odd sensation that he was changing, in some indescribable manner.

Kurama had become even more of someone to rely on as well; he often used the days he had off work to babysit Yumi. Kurama always made a point of being the one to ask if Yuusuke and Kuwabara needed time alone together.

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“I think I’m changing.” Kuwabara finally worked up the never to admit, one late afternoon when Kurama had taken Yumi for the night. Yuusuke and Kuwabara were sitting at their kitchen table drinking large mugs of coffee.

Yuusuke tilted his head to one side, “Huh? What do you mean?”

"Well...My fingernails are a lot thicker, to start." Kuwabara wiggled his fingers at the other man, and frowned. "I smell things a lot better, too. Not just things I should smell, I think." Kuwabara groused, and added, "I never thought I would change this much."

"Well that's... interesting." Yuusuke looked at Kuwabara more closely. "What else?"

Kuwabara answered Yuusuke by clutching his hand into a fist, youki flickering and flaring up around his hand. Rather than the bright marigold color it usually was, his youki had turned a darker burnt-orange shade and it flickered iridescent around the edges. Near to opalescent. "It's strange, I don't feel like me anymore.”

Yuusuke frowned. “Your youki feels like your reiki though, Kuwabara. It’s just really...It’s really weak, like it got watered down a lot.”

"What? Really?" Kuwabara gave his own hand a funny look, and then he deflated. Kuwabara rested his chin on one hand. He stared at Yuusuke a long few moments, and finally lowered his gaze to the tabletop with a heavy sigh. "I just...Used to feel things. When people were happy, or sad. When they needed something. Now, I can hardly tell. I smell things I’d rather not.”

“Stuff like what?”

“Well, things like fear and lust really. They’re the easiest to...Smell.” Kuwabara said and caught sight of the stare Yuusuke had focused on him at the word lust.. He also caught wiff of that spike of whatever it was that made people smell so sweet when they were aroused. Yuusuke smelled nutty and smokey, it was odd. Kuwabara snorted and smiled at the other man. “That’s a nice reaction, Urameshi,”

"Well..." Yuusuke paused. "I didn't think you were doing it on purpose but... kind of embarrassed that you know every time I'm..." Yuusuke trailed off, and Kuwabara knew exactly what he was not trying to elaborate on.

"You, I could handle." Kuwabara looked uncomfortable and stretched his legs out under the table. "It's everyone else. I learned to block out emotions when I hit puberty and my sixth sense got so out of hand. Now I have to learn to ignore something else." Kuwabara went silent, rubbing his fingertips against the tabletop. "That’s why...Kind of why I haven't been, uh, really physical the past few weeks. It’s kind of overwhelming, sometimes. A lot of the time."

“Yeah?” Yuusuke let out a dry, nervous laugh. “I know it’s been overwhelmin’ for me too. Different reasons, though.”

Kuwabara tapped his thick nails against the tabletop before he was up away from the table. He returned before Yuusuke could complain, before he could hurry after and set a neatly folded closed paper bag on the table in front of Yuusuke. "I got this a while ago and hid it in the hallway closet.”

"What is that?" Yuusuke asked, even if Kuwabara was certain he knew.

Kuwabara pulled the bag open and pulled an unopened box of condoms and a bottle of brand new lubricant out. He set them on the table in front of Yuusuke, watching Yuusuke’s eyes go a bit wider. Kuwabara noticed the way Yuusuke eyed the condoms and tapped the box, “They’re lubed too.”

Yuusuke stared at Kuwabara before he burst out laughing. "Holy fuck. I thought... I don't know what I thought. I guess I was going to ask you if you knew you couldn't get me pregnant."

Kuwabara said nothing, and just slowly leaned against the table, giving Yuusuke a silent, sour look. "I'm gonna...pretend you didn't say that." He grumbled, and toyed with the box. “I know neither of us has anything to catch, before you say anything about that. It’s just a little cleaner, that way.”

“Oh.”

“I wanted to be prepared.” Kuwabara admitted, blushing at the way Yuusuke kept grinning at him. “What? C’mon, stop smirking like that!”

"Nice.” Yuusuke leaned forward to poke the box of condoms with a finger, “Kind of glad you know how to do all...This. I don’t want to explain that part out loud, y’know.”

“You mean about asking me? That’s not somethin’ to be ashamed of! You’ve never had sex with a man before.”

"I understand, that moron!" Yuusuke snapped at him, and Kuwabara watched the other man going red. “I meant...You in me, not the other way around!”

"Oh..." Kuwabara’s eyes widened and his own face flared up red-hot, a horrid looking, sappy grin slowly blooming over his face. “You mean...You’d really want me to...?”

"Yes!" Yuusuke tossed his hands up, “Fuck! I should punch you for making me spell it out for your dense ass!”

"I just thought you would want to do it the other way around. It’s just...”

Yuusuke leaned forward and his forehead hit the tabletop with a thunk. "Why? You’re asking me why?" He tipped his head and looked up at Kuwabara. "It's because the situation is completely different. You're not the same as Keiko, okay? Completely fucking different."

"Huh? Am I arguing about it or something?”

"I want you to fuck me because... Goddamnit, just forget the whole thing." Yuusuke pushed away from the table and stomped out of the kitchen. Kuwabara didn’t really need any ability to sense Yuusuke’s mood. He had known Yuusuke and his moods for so long, that Kuwabara knew exactly when to get up and follow after the shorter man.

He found Yuusuke fuming in the living room, arms over his chest and frowning at the floor. "Yuusuke." Kuwabara set a hand on his back, rubbed up Yuusuke’s spine to squeeze his shoulder. “You don’t have to explain anything to me. If you want something or don’t want something that’s all I need to hear.”

Kuwabara was totally unprepared for the way Yuusuke practically exploded. He whirled around and grabbed Kuwabara by the collar and pulled Kuwabara down into a fierce kiss that left Kuwabara’s lower lip busted and bleeding.

To his everlasting shame, Kuwabara was so startled by that kiss that Yuusuke's momentum sent Kuwabara toppling over backwards; Yuusuke was pulled down with him, in a tangle of limbs. "Y-Yuusuke, wait-” Kuwabara stammered, “You should go to the bathroom. I mean, toilet. I mean-”

“Oh. Oh! I got it,” Yuusuke leapt to his feet and ran off, leaving Kuwabara a moment to gather his wits.

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He hurried to Yuusuke's room with the condoms and lube in hand and stripped down to his briefs and socks. Sitting on the edge of the bed and feeling very over whelmed when Yuusuke came back into the room.

Yuusuke said nothing, but was giving him a grin that made Kuwabara feel intimidated as the shorter man stripped out of his clothing in the blink of an eye. Yuusuke sat right on Kuwabara’s lap, arms around his neck and kissed the blood away from Kuwabara’s busted lip.

Kuwabara’s hands ran up Yuusuke’s sides, coxed a moan from the smaller man with fingers and thumbs pinching Yuusuke’s nipples. “ I gotta...Uh, finger you.”

“Yer already doin’ that,” Yuusuke hadn’t stopped grinning yet. A devilish look as he turned to face Kuwabara, legs wrapped around the redhead’s waist, fingers wrapped around Kuwabara’s dick. Teeth and lips against Kuwabara’s shoulders and neck.

Kuwabara was struggling to speak, but found it impossible as he practically fought back against Yuusuke’s ‘onslaught’; nails and teeth digging into skin and hair, the tang of blood and sweat filling all of Kuwabara’s senses. Kuwabara finally got Yuusuke on his back. Both panting for breath but Yuusuke laughed when Kuwabara slicked lube over the crack of his ass, “Shit-- That tickles!”

“Urameshi...” Kuwabara was flabbergasted at how happy Yuusuke was being. He had no idea what he had expected, but all these grins and laughter was not it. As soon as he started pressing a finger into Yuusuke, and curled it just so, the smaller man’s laughing quickly turned into soft little grunts. “Oh...fuck, Kazuma...” Kuwabara felt like he was going to lose control of his body, hearing Urameshi Yuusuke whimper his given name past perfect, kiss-swollen lips.

He said nothing, continuing to spread Yuusuke open; one finger and then two, biting at his own busted lip just to keep some sort of self control as Yuusuke quivered and shook around his fingers. “F-fuck me already-!”

Yuusuke’s demand had Kuwabara kneeling between Yuusuke’s thighs. Slicking his own cock with a quick stroke and squirt of lube, he clutched Yuusuke’s hips tight and pulled the smaller man towards him. The sheets bunched under them and Kuwabara thrust into Yuusuke with one smooth, quick rock of his hips. He didn’t pause, Yuusuke panting move! ensured that. They curled into each other; Kuwabara down and Yuusuke up, arms and legs tight around the redhead who sawed in and out of him with a feverish, fierce pace.

It was quicker than either man expected, Yuusuke came first with a howl of Kuwabara’s name, nails leaving scores bleeding over Kuwabara’s back, which broke the little last bit of Kuwabara’s self control. The redhead clutched Yuusuke so close the smaller man would feel the shudder that shot through Kuwabara when he came, oozing out into Yuusuke and then collapsed on top of the smaller man. Arms around his waist and hands splayed out against Yuusuke’s heaving sides.

“That...Was worth the wait.” Kuwabara let out a grunt as he pulled out of Yuusuke, and propped himself on one elbow beside Yuusuke, staring down at the smaller man; he had never seen anything as wonderful as the way Yuusuke was staring right back up at him. Dark eyes hooded and grinning again.

“I don’t think so. I’d have preferred this months ago.” Yuusuke stretched and yawned, rolling towards Kuwabara and the redhead laid down, arms around Yuusuke. “Anyways, I’ve gotta catch a few minutes of sleep. Or a few hours.Not that you wore me out!”

“Oh, I’d never’ve said that someone like me could wear out Urameshi Yuusuke."

“Jus’ that yer comfortable, that’s all.”
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